Monday, September 21, 2009

PlayGround

It has been a while since the Memora's box was last unlocked..

She thought she had the lock sealed and the key hidden in the deepest layer of her memory grave. Apparently she was wrong. The haunting feelings, the difficulty to breathe and the sense of helplessness have numbed her thinkings. Her heart claimed victory over her brain.

The wind carried her back to the City of Wind. She saw a long dark shadow walking along the busy street and she could never forget those heavy steps. The shadow was the old her, two years ago when she was about to become homeless before she met her only angel, a Malay friend of her.

That day onwards, she never said no to bless others with her little room.

The flat land reminded her the City of Christ. She saw a weary face wandering through the crowds in the busy shopping mall. The face was the old her, two years ago when she lost contact with her family back home and she was about to be tricked to get a new cell charger. This time her angel was a newly-made friend and he drove half an hour to get her a new but cheap cell charger.

That day onwards, she would never hesitate to travel hours whenever her friend needs her.

The bright sunlight whirled her back to the City of Cat. She saw a shivering body in a clinic being scolded by the doctor. The body was the old her, two years ago when she first went back home for summer holidays and got high fever due to the hot weather during her trip. The doctor could not believe the fact that she managed to get through the serious nausea for days before she was taken to him. She knew it well that it was simply because the last thing she wanted to do was to add more burden to her friends' parents as they even took leave to bring her travelling around.

That day onwards, she knew that she has found the one thing she was hoping to get out of the trip.

Before the Memora's box was further disclosed, she saw a paradise and laughters were everywhere. She was surrounded by little angels around, and without her realize she was suddenly one of them. She had all the electrons released and without her realize again, the Memora's box was melted under the sun.

"It is time to move on." This was the last thing she remembered before she fell asleep in the bus on her way back home.

Sunday, September 06, 2009

This World

I have no idea since when I don't know much about what's going on out there, in Wellington, in New Zealand, in Malaysia, in the world..

I've been telling people that I enjoy my life here and that I live a fruitful life here, being busy with studies and friends, which I really do..

However, is that really the reason I am here being who I am doing what I am doing??

Ever since God steps into my life, I have peace to let Him to take over my everything and from time to time I look forward to my next assignment given by Him, at different stages of my life.

Every moment from now on, I pray that I won't be self-centered anymore but to learn to set my eyes upon bigger purpose with a wider perspective, to dare to dream bigger and move on to the next stage in my life.

How?? To see + hear + feel + touch the world with wisdom + knowledge + talents + ability to love that we are blessed with =)